I once read a pretty story
about a girl who wished for an ability
that could make her forget people
that were evil and hurtful
By speaking the words,
“This is finished.”
And her memories erased in a minute

I wish sometimes that I too
possessed such a powerful tool
if only to give my
tear soaked
mascara stained
pillow
a break

Response to ABILITY

Then I thought of writing my thoughts out you see,
To show another side of this so called ability.
That could make people feel and rethink,
By not letting any bit of hope,anytime sink.
Thus with speaking the words,
‘I hope this goes well.’
I picked my companions,paper and pen.

I wish I could do better at this too, use my thought wisely and as a powerful tool. If only I could give my ink filled, torn papers, a break.

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This was so deep. I don’t know if I even reached there where you began to think.
“tear soaked
mascara stained
pillow
a break”
But, really was heartbreaking.
I hope you’re doing fine. 🙂 Keep smiling, Keep blogging.

I’ve been thinking about this.
About how some people really have the ability to move on from the past. Like move on move on. They remember every bit of it and get they never let it ruin their present. They just never let their last be a part of their present. They don’t even let their past bias their thinking about the present. They literally start afresh and take just as many chances and it’s something I envy of them.
My brother is like that you know? He will never ever even mention the past horrible things that have happened or those that people did to him. He doesn’t forget but he just moves on. He has that ability to move on to a point where the thk

That’s really great and interesting. MashaAllah!
I guess there will power is stronger than ours and there mind more busy in thinking ahead then letting the past bother them.Anyway,it’s not going to help them.
Remember my memory lane poem? It talks about that.About how some times of past we wish to relive but we shouldn’t forget that there are more than one type things that our past always hold. 🙂

I guess its not the ability to forget and move on that matters but the ability to accept what happened and live with it without letting it ruin what comes ahead.
It needs strength, I agree. And now I know why they call me strong.
You know, there’s this thing I do. Idk if its mature or immature. I finish what bothers me. Like, the end. I take subtle revenge, and that helps. When I was little, I would let people do whatever the heck they liked. But then I decided to take control of things. Sometimes, you have to teach people lessons to flush them outta your brain. That’s what I believe in. Tit for that. Messed up with me? Deal with it.
Sorry for a long and cruel comment. I’d like to see your attempt to convince me. 😀

Thanks fro your comment,it wasn’t rude.Convince you about what? 😕 I’m a bit confused about what you’re saying. 🙄
I agree with what you said about accepting and moving on.
But I would also say that all the things that happen in the past are for a reason you cannot erase them and even if you had the chance,you shouldn’t. We’re all made up of bits and molded by what has happened in the past.
My poem isn’t exactly complete yet,I want to talk more about this.More about how just killing the memories isn’t what is needed to give your ‘tear soaked mascara stained pillow a break’
You finish,Mahaah,but do you forget?
It’s good that you finish it that you don’t let it get in your way,but suppose it wasn’t your past but your present you’d have to do something else right? You can write.You can keep thinking and cling onto that string of hope.
Not everyone can learn to ‘finish it’.Not everyone may see the brighter side.But perhaps they can try half-half to keep them in balance.Am I making sense? 😛
You are strong and that’s nice.MashaAllah.

It’s bad because then what’s the difference between you and the person who did bad to you? No difference.
He/she did something bad you took revenge and did the same.
If you hadn’t then you’d be rewarded for your patience and forgiveness.
Allah dekha ga you know. 😛